Thursday, January 13, 2005
oomph yally yally ooomph bee pee
i tried really hard not to think of food lately
BUT THEN
somehow no matter how, I still tink of food.
Train of thoughts goes:
I'm not gonna think of food. no food. no food.
Sees a woman on the train, with a plastic bag. Hmm.. i wonder what's in the bag. FOOD maybe.
Notices adverts on the train with a red background, I think of apples, tomatoes, cherries.
My ears were sensitive and instinctively picked up words like, Mc Donalds, pasta, baked rice, while I was eavesdropping.
My nose was also ultra sensitive and started picking up weird smells. Like Bak Ku Teh.
Then when a group of indians boarded the train at little india, I thought of chapati, roti-prata, flavoured roti-prata, curry.
Basically, I was so hungry I din't know why. I just kept linking everything i smelt, heard of see with FOOD.
Not like I din't have my breakfast. I had a pretty heavy breakfast actually.
F -ruits
OO reminds me of quail eggs in steam boats, and doughnuts.
D -elicious
My obsession for food has gotta stop.
Food for thought: How many strawberries can a goat eat a day?
